• Scars tell stories



    I don’t know Craig Scott. I do know a quote attributed to him. “From every wound there is a scar, and every scar tells a story. A story that says, ‘I survived.’” The quote is powerfully real. It describes so many survival experiences, so many scars, so many stories.

  • Mother's day memories make me smile


    My mother died in April 2011, six months shy of her 98th birthday. I received the news while I lay in a hospital bed clinging to life by a thread. Her life and mine had been entwined for nearly 74 years. They were years filled with laughter and tears, sorrows and joys. They are now memories of life attacked with the bravissimo peculiar to Italian heritage.

  • Caro, the story of a good shepherd

     Once upon a time, in a land quite far from here, there lived a shepherd whose name was Caro. He was a gentle man who lived a simple life on a tiny patch of land he had inherited from his father, and his grandfather before him.


    Caro lived in a little hut made from stone that had been gathered from the hillside nearby. It had only one room, and its furniture was sturdy but simple: a table and chair, a straw mat for sleeping, one oil lamp, and a few pots and pans for cooking. A huge fireplace provided heat and light.

  • Survivors are our stars
  • The fourth ‘R’ in education

     Years ago, we hummed a tune regarding the three R’s –– readin’ and ‘ritin’ and ‘rithmetic –– all taught to the tune of a hickory stick! Nowadays, we’ve retained the infamous R’s and denounced the punishment of the hickory stick. We try to make education available to all. Sometimes, our success is called into question, but always we make the attempt. However, I wonder if we give short shrift to a fourth R, or even stop to consider it a crucial component in the educational process. The fourth R is relationship.

  • Autism offers a glimpse of alternate living

     I could not stop reading Mark Haddon’s best-selling work, “The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Nighttime.” More than intriguing, it is a compelling novel that allows the reader to enter the mind, heart and life of a young man who is autistic.

    Eager to learn more about the disorder, I searched the web and found this information. Autism spectrum disorder (ASD) is characterized by:

    1) Persistent deficits in social communication and social interaction across multiple contexts.

  • They call me the doubter




    I am Thomas. I am also called Didymus, the Twin. Actually, my name is Judas, but because there were so many with that name, including one who became infamous as a traitor, I gained the name Thomas. Yet my heritage — the way people remember me, with a degree of hesitancy because I remind them of their own trepidations — names and claim me as Thomas, the Doubter.

  • Resurrecting hope with the homeless

     It’s nearly Easter. Bonnets and parades are signals. Perhaps, there will even be warmth in the air and a spring in our steps. Yet, difficulties abound, especially for those who can find no home, no place to know rest and re-creation. How can we celebrate Easter’s resurrection when we allow crucifying poverty to crush our brothers and sisters?

  • Listen to the sounds of silence and noise disappears

    I am always amazed at the synchronicity of things. Just when I think I have an interesting, even unique idea for a column, a multiplicity of similar topics appears before me. It happened again during the Christmas season –– a time when I crave quiet and am bombarded with noise mimicking joyfulness. Richard Rohr, now my daily companion, presented a series on silence. His thoughts and mine coincided!

  • Lenten living is a liberating mission

     By Fran Salone-Pelletier

    When I read an article written by Richard M. Gula, director of personnel for the U.S. Province of the Sulpicians, I was taken aback. First, its title, “A Liberating Mission,” struck me. What might he be referencing? Whose mission would it be and how would it be a liberating one? The next sentences really set me on my pins. “We don’t call Jesus ‘the liberator’ for nothing. His liberating presence ... was a sign that God is at work in the world.”